Ol' Rum Davies - kay kay and his weathered underground

«well this here is the story about one common fellow and his adventures

And a little face nestled in the back of his mind

A little place he rolled on by like a tumbleweed»

When the city awakes and the garbage trucks trump their horns

On the corner of the street there’s two hobos and me

And we’re not that different

We got one pair of jeans

One, Two, Three

A penny

But look at me plus I’m (or pour some) in a rock and roll magazine

Oh yeah-ah-ah

I just flew over the coo coo nest

A hundred thousand miles east or west

That’s why I gave up my hotel floor to have the space for two

And when I lost the life inside of my head

I swear we’re gonna get that publishing check

But on a day like today with no gas in the tank

My belly’s kinda empty just like my faith

Oh yeah-ah-ah

And it can be so frustratin' when you can’t be accomplished and the things

imagined in your head

And all the girls don’t go to the beach no more

They just daydream it all behind a desk

Yeah they don’t go down to the beach no more

They just daydream behind a desk

Yes, yes, yes